A Day In A Life
While in bed, beautiful mornings sometimes makes me think of the day and all the things I want to do.
It’s Saturday 6th June, and I already decided to hop in the train again headed to Wilhelmina Office where an Open Call is held.
Incredibly the line is on sight, under the sun, that day felt quite light, the breeze felt good while I was standing there.
Models came from all over with the same purpose, get signed to a very well known iconic model agency, if you’re familiar with castings, open calls and things like that you know how these things go, you like them or you don’t, plain and simple. The only card on your side is to be natural, and know where your life as a model is based.
The reason I attended was primarily cause there were no age nor height limit in the ad I saw, with that in mind I thought, ok maybe is not that bad after all, I know this year I’m gonna be entering in a new demographic, and at times, the stigma with age is palpable, not to mention body shaming, ableism; in a such chaotic society is incredible how people keep living in the delusion of perfection? I mean, it’s crazy work, nonetheless back to my point, yeah I’m gonna be 40 yrs this November, still I was there, felt like I got nothing to lose, I met with the model agent/scout there, introduced myself, answered a few questions, and that was that, easy!!
All of that after my pictures were taken and filled up the sheet and handed to them, pretty organized.
Now, in my late 30s I realize how fast things can go. Fortunate that I made it this far, cause to be honest back then in my 20s I didn’t know what was the life like being 30s, there was something strange back then when I thought that wouldn’t make it, and here I am, looking and feeling good on everything about my persona.
Everyday I try not to forget the joy, even when at times alone, reality hits you different, and the only way to escape it is creating something, or putting yourself in use linking those dots to your own reality.
I’m fond of the thinking that everything comes from the source, is not letting go of the things that made me feel proud, to laugh, genuineness, and most importantly, real, that life becomes more relevant.
